I’ve been sitting here staring at the new patient paperwork in disbelief. I should’ve asked Holly to pinch me while she was here.
There’s a DAN doctor in Winston. She takes our insurance (unbelievably amazingly rare). She has an appointment open that is NOT a year from now (downright unbelievable), and the icing on the cake? Her information packet was sealed with a sticker that said “You’ve got a friend in Winston” and that guardian angel image.
While I realize the current ubiquitousness of that image, when I was growing up it existed in only one place: in my Mamaw’s bedroom, in an oval frame. I used to go to sleep, staring at that angel and waiting for the night breeze to come wafting through the curtains.
One thing bugs me a bit – the packet seems to focus more on nutrition and environmental toxins. We’re dealing with genetics here…
Here’s hoping that we can get through THIS Dr. visit without having to peel Mr. NODOCTORSNONONONONONONO!!!!! off the ceiling.
(Yes, I know I’ve done an awful lot of blawwwwwg complaining about Dan’s behaviors and not explained that he Has Issues. It’s part of my charm. Sometimes ya just need to vent. Batteries not included. Your Mileage May Vary. Open Other Side. Do Not try this at home. Professional driver on closed track.)